He is the feather in the wind...
White is...
Taste: ice water with lime on a hot day
Touch: a feather-down comforter
Smell: fabric softener
Hear: All of My Love, Led Zeppelin
A wool hat and a couple of buttons away from the full-on Monkees uniform The man behind the curtain. I'm tired, so I'm lifting this ...
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